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... rketplace felt surprisingly private amidst the chaos. Delia carefully placed a small leather pouch, heavy with the promised coins, onto the table. " Here’s the remaining payment I promised you, Owen." She said. The dull thud of the pouch landing was almost swallowed by the surrounding sounds of vendors hawking their wares and the chatter of the crowd.
Across from her, Owen, his face smudged with crumbs and sugar, was deeply engrossed in devouring a stack of pastries. His small hands clut ...
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